Day 3, Saturday.

Gillian Welch played again, on Saturday. So we rushed over to the "Creekside" stage to get good seats, early. Creekside is a small stage out on the far corner of the rest of the festival. It's a little pavillion next to a small hill, where people sit. So, the Merlefest veterans among us knew we'd better stake our claim ASAP. We did, and got 6 of maybe 100 actual seats. Yay. It meant we had to watch a "vocal workshop" on that stage first, but that was OK. I went to get a snack - a giant roast turkey leg.

The place filled up pretty quickly:

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Hoo boy, long post ahead...

After a long night of huddling around the fire and then shivering in our tents, we worked our way back to the music around noon-ish. But first, some people-watching, while listening to Jerry Douglas's set in the distance:

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And some bird-watching:

That's a pair of rescued screech-owls.

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Though the day started out cold, rainy and disorganized, by the time we got to Merlefest, it was clear, sunny and perfect. We had a great campsite (four sites, actually) on a little hill by the river. Sure, we were, again, camping on the grounds of the Wilkesboro waste water treatment plant, but that didn't bring us down -

After setup was finished, Mrs Cleek donned rabbit ears, to show her approval.
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